Eighteen

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Erik sat in the small cafe waiting for the familiar face to pitch

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Erik sat in the small cafe waiting for the familiar face to pitch. Part of his job was to always keep a low profile when doing these exchanges that's why he drove two hours out of town where he knows no one knows him or will ever see his face again. Everytime it was a different location so everything could remain under wraps. His job required a high level of secrecy and since he is one of the best they have, he mostly took missions that were very low profile and was able to live his live like no one suspected a thing. About a year ago he was called back to Massachusetts to collect intelligence on an underground nuclear weapon testing factory. They had been having a much harder time locating the actual factory but he was informed that they finally might have tracked down the source. It was his job to identify and eliminate. So far he had always been able to do his job swiftly but as of late, alot of his kills have bothered him. He immediately thought back to his dad and what his father stood for and he just knew how disappointed his dad would be if he knew his son was working  for the enemy.

His eyes scanned over the room subtly for the third time. He had to be vigilant at all times. Operations like this was always a little dangerous and one never knew if the enemy was lurking around. Aware to keep his body calm, his eyes avert to the door opening and his hand comes up on the table as the older male walks past his seat. He slips him a large folder that he slips into his coat before anyone could see. The man walks off to find his own seat closer to the back as another walks up to Erik. The two greet each other making it clear that they know each other.

Agent Brown waits patiently for a progress report from Erik and he immediately delivers. Going over a few small intel he had to collect over the course of him being back at M.I.T. Brown goes on to explain to him that his mission is getting more serious. He explains to him that the information contained in the folder would assist him a great deal and that they are expecting an update a week from now. That meant almost no time but this part of things were thrilling. He enjoyed this part of his job. Erik knew he was very capable of getting them whatever they needed in a hurry. He felt a sense of pride that he could take down a couple of bad guys but he was about to know the real reason why they sent him back here. He was also tired of living a double life and knew he had to offer Kehzia some sort  of explanation of what he really does. However, he was aware that if he told her, he could be putting her in danger. Collecting his phone and keys that sat on the table, he leaves a couple minutes after agent Brown leaves. Walking out the small cafe and heading back home, his mind clouds with the possibilities of how Kehzia will react to what he had to confess to her.

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